Rules Of A Lady Novels & Stories

The confidence on several faces faded as they realized how firmly he had taken a stand. “Now, William,” Lady Abigail responded, “I know you have a daughter, and you see your daughter in every woman, but let us not forget the rules. A rogue is not entitled to—” she paused. “There are no rules, no regulations, no protections, nothing for rogues,” she continued, lifting her hand in emphasis. “That is how it works.”

I purred. They sat down immediately, completely zeroed in on my entire look. The lust they were feeling was overwhelming, and that just spurred me on. The music I picked for tonight was a mix of slow and sensual. My aim was to torture them in the best way possible. “We have rules for this game. If you abide by the rules, you will love the prize even more than this. Rule one is that you do not touch me. You must observe self-control. Rule two is that you may ask for me to do something specific, but you can’t leave your chair. Rule three is that you enjoy it. Do we have a deal?”

she said at once. Huh? Lady Anna stepped forward, and bowed to her lightly. "Lady Meade, I don’t think that is advisable because you already have enough maids," she said calmly. Lady Meade scoffed. "I need more, then," she said simply. "But, it’s the rule of the pack that a royal member mustn’t have more than ten maids serving her. It is considered unethical and unfair to the slaves of the pack, and future omegas," Lady Anna tried to explain.

I grew flustered as I pulled it down by the minute, but a maid soon slapped my hand away, and I grew even more flustered. She had a strange look in her eyes as she looked at me. "Have you never done this before?" Flushed, I shook my head nimbly as I licked my lips. "N- no." "Well, whatever you do, you only have to follow two rules when meeting with the Lycans to ensure you don't lose your life. You have to do anything they say without hesitation, and you can't try to run away from them." I swallowed, feeling like the room was closing in on me.

Anticipation weighs heavily in the air. Beta Damon steps forward. “Today marks the final phase of the tournament. The women who stand beside our princes will prove their strength. The rules remain the same as before. One phase in human form. The second in wolf form. No weapons. No killing. Excessive injury beyond recovery will result in disqualification.” He turns. “Lira. Chloe.” They step forward. Lira wears black. Simple. Fitted. Her hair is packed tightly away from her face. Chloe wears white, though it already feels like a poor choice.

"I don't need you to teach me. I served Lady Helen, so my understanding of the rules is certainly better than yours." "If you really understood the rules, you wouldn't be eavesdropping," Lulu shot back with a frosty expression. "Lady Helen is easygoing and her rules aren't too strict. But here with Lady Carissa, you need to follow the rules to the letter. Otherwise, you can go back to serving Lady Helen." Janice stood to the side, ignoring Lulu. She couldn't help but wonder why Rafael was changing clothes so late. Where could he possibly be going? With Lulu watching closely, she couldn't risk eavesdropping.

She says cheerfully as she smirked. The prince supposed that when she put it that way, he could respect her motives. Women experienced desires just like men; but whereas those of his sex were allowed—and even encouraged—to pursue those needs, a woman’s reputation could be destroyed for similar behavior. Lady A. Seems like a lady who doesn't care about the rules or what people think of him, he may be a stickler for obeying authority and society morals and views but In truth, he could think of no reason to refuse her. Although Cateleya might still be a valid reason since she'll soon be his wife but another truth is that, they're not married yet..

Daeira answered in distraction. "What is it you want me to bring, milady?" she asked. "Coffee isn't sitting well for me because I'm still sleepy. Can you do magic on me so that I can't sleep?" she asked. Kira was reminded of the strong memo for everybody about the bride. No magic around her. No manipulations to be done directly to the bride. These were the strict rules called for strict compliance by the Aryan king or they'll loose their heads. "Milady, we are not allowed to do magic around you and on you."

I think I'd just gone deaf. "Yes, my Lady!" I sighed in silence. I can't believe I would have to go through this torture for half a month. Even a day seemed like a year in hell. It seemed noble etiquettes were made for damsels in distress, A.K.A Useless people. Don't laugh too much. Don't eat too much. Don't use a spoon more than twice. Never run, if need be walk in a rapid poised manner (Like how the hell do you even accomplish such a feat). Bow here, bow there. Don't show your feet to men other than your husband. Like hell will break loose if he were to see my feet. They were acting like I would get pregnant if I showed off my feet.

She announced, and many lunas rolled their eyes after hearing it. “Rule no. 2: Do not cheat, show bias towards other contestants, or team up against someone… If we discover any foul play, the Luna will face execution without a second chance.” An eerie hush fell over the whole crowd. Nyra snorted hard, and Evelis’s face turned red from embarrassment. “And the third rule is… No one is allowed to contact or bribe another royal family member or royal army personnel. You have to win this game fairly, and only then will you be worthy of becoming a true queen,” She announced, and I nodded in agreement.